I May Need Dr. Phil

Dear Uncle Max,

This was the roughest day of my puppyhood.  My routine was all mixed up because I woke up in the middle of the night and started barking.  I have never done this before.  It was dark and cloudy outside, and it looked like rain. My mother was trying to reprimand me with the figure eight exercise. It did not work.

As normal my mother went for her LSD (long slow distance) run, but she did not take me for a walk afterwards. She tapped her left upper chest (a command for me to come), and I did nothing.  I stared at her like she was tapping a a Star Trek communicator.."Beam me up Scotty.." (whatever that means!).

She left me at home in my kennel so I could learn that I would be fine in the storm by myself.
 
She later on asked a lady if her dog barked before a storm and she said yes.  She said her dog barked before and during all storms, until he was ten years old.. and went deaf.  Then he stopped.  Great.

Do I need Dr. Phil?

Tobes